[The nights were getting somewhat shorter, yes, but they were still long. And dark. And after more than a few months of this, he was just feeling depressed. But you'll find him in a wool Icelandic sweater in the corner with a mug of hot chocolate, trying to convince you he's perfectly fine, mmyep. Not even preparations for Eurovision were pulling
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Halló, right? Mind some company?
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...I could stand that sort of family reunion.
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Then it'll have to happen, then. I don't spend enough time with the other northern countries. Too much America.
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Ah... yes, we don't see you very often. I don't know how you live with him.
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I imagine family's family, or something. [It was still weird to think he was older than both Canada and America, but he could believe he was easier to get along with when he wasn't a huge world power.]
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I know what you mean, though. About trying not to fade away.
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Sometimes we're quite overlooked, it seems. Though, being in the spotlight isn't always great either... [He sighs. With debts already, he really didn't need Eyjafjallajökull to blow up. That was the little, calm volcano, not one of the angry sisters, even.]
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There's gotta be a balance, somehow. It's just a matter of finding it. Respected, but not scrutinized.
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